@strxngetimes in response to the third eye
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā HIS GRACE MIGHT BE GONE, but that doesn't mean he is a human. He has no soul, for one thing. Is he still an angel, even without his powers? What makes an angel angelic? Wings? They're still there ā like a phantom limb Castiel can't see or move but still feel. Some of his senses are still different, too. He doubts humans eat chocolate and feel an explosion of yellow on their tongues. And in a way, Castiel also senses that Stephen's third eye is looking at him, the real him beneath the vessel, and it makes him ā flustered. That's probably the correct word. Yes, he's flustered, and it doesn't help that his host has a truly magnificent third eye, and all Castiel wants to do is stare at it like a lovesick teenager.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā "Good morning," he replies, shuffling into the kitchen of the Sanctum. He fails pretty miserably at not looking at the third eye. He can't help it; it's nice being seen. "Why don't you use ā all three eyes more often?" Why doesn't Castiel see it all the time?
